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de/romantic revolutions

I remember the first time I went to the MEChA meeting he was there to the side with his Ché mane sad eyes and I liked him                                                                         (no, you don’t understand) he’s a beautiful brown man he reminds me of my brother lost, rocky childhood, angry, charismatic, womanizer but wants to be a lawyer or politician do right by his people                                                                         (his mother) first time he holds my hand, we’re at the movies watching motorcycle diaries his sweaty palm, let’s go stares and for a moment I imagine revolutionary love                                                                         (wack right?) that’s when he tells me…

Mack Daddy Lopez, Tucson

(To those brothers all along the spectrum of time who stood alongside us and if even they fell got back up and joined to our sides, who know the depth of a woman, and who we find even in this age, beside us: A Million Million Gratitudes…….   The next poem is not for you.)   I twice slept with a man named Macky Lopez I think a lot of women did He’s a mack daddy penis-driven cunning man, Revolution somewhere hiding beneath the piles he left of shit   He’s a predatory feel-sorry-for-me type A misogynist tries-to-break-women man He…